Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Maulana Jalaluddin Mohammad was born on 30 September 1207 in the province of Balkh in present day Afghanistan. Thus his name Maulana Jalaluddin Mohammad Balkhi. He is known as Rumi in the west.

Listen to the reed and the tale it tells, How it sings of separation...

چه تدبیر ای مسلمانان که من خود را نمیدانم - نه ترسا و یهودیم نه گبرم نه مسلمانم نه شرقیم نه غربیم نه بریم نه بحریم - نه ارکان طبیعیم نه از افلاک گردانم نه از خاکم نه از بادم نه از ابم نه از اتش - نه از عرشم نه از فرشم نه از کونم نه از کانم نه از دنیی نه از عقبی نه از جنت نه از دوزخ - نه از ادم نه از حوا نه از فردوس رضوانم مکانم لا مکان باشد نشانم بی نشان باشد - نه تن باشد نه جان باشد که من از جان جانانم دویی از خود بیرون کردم یکی دیدم دو عالم را - یکی جویم یکی گویم یکی دانم یکی خوانم ز جام عشق سرمستم دو عالم رفت از دستم - بجز رندی و قلاشی نباشد هیچ سامانم اگر در عمر خود روزی دمی بی او بر اوردم - از ان وقت و از ان ساعت ز عمر خود پشیمانم الا ای شمس تبریزی چنان مستم در ین عالم - که جز مستی و قلاشی نباشد هیچ درمانم Why think thus O men of piety - I have returned to sobriety I am neither a Moslem nor a Hindu - I am not Christian, Zoroastrian, nor Jew I am neither of the West nor the East - Not of the ocean, nor an earthly beast I am neither a natural wonder - Nor from the stars yonder Neither flesh of dust, nor wind inspire - Nor water in veins, nor made of fire I am neither an earthly carpet, nor gems terrestrial - Nor am I confined to Creation, nor the Throne Celestial Not of ancient promises, nor of future prophecy - Not of hellish anguish, nor of parasitic ecstasy Neither the progeny of Adam, nor Eve - Nor of the world of heavenly make-believe My place is the no-place - My image is without face Neither of body nor the soul - I am of the Divine Whole. I eliminated duality with joyous laughter - Saw the unity of here and the hereafter Unity is what I sing, unity is what I speak - Unity is what I know, unity is what I seek Intoxicated from the chalice of Love - I have lost both worlds below and above Sole destiny that comes to me - Licentious mendacity In my whole life, even if once - Forgot His name even per chance For that hour spent, for such moment - I’d give my life, and thus repent Beloved Master, Shams-e Tabrizi - In this world with Love I’m so drunk The path of Love isn’t easy - I am shipwrecked and must be sunk.

1 comment:

  1. Wisdom is in such short supply and here it is in abundance. Never heard of this fellow before. Thanks.